May your 2018 be icy blue moons and sultry blue waters. May you know the robust red of life love….and everything in between,
Tag: #writing
The Thirty-Second, Red Light Vow
i smiled at the thought of seventeen year old me – focused, smart, and with no clue how powerful she was supposed to be.
The Reality of Pies, A Year Later and….Toilet Seat Repair
December 10, 2017 When I am really lucky, I get to write while my son writes. He, his homework. Me,… Read more The Reality of Pies, A Year Later and….Toilet Seat Repair
The Leavening of Gratitude. (132 Shades of Truth).
November 24, 2017 “I know why it happened,” Es said as she raised her head slightly as if the smell… Read more The Leavening of Gratitude. (132 Shades of Truth).
It was Reformation, Batman.
“…people know. even if they do not know, they do know that what happened is not what is seemed to be. People know you.”
The Silhouette of Closed Doors
“His gaze was an unnerving, yet saddened pride. I wondered at the lack of our society’s vigilance upon its own worth.
The Shadows of October
October 8, 2017 I drove on this weekend morning to catch-up on an oil change that is two months and… Read more The Shadows of October
The Owl Dress.
As quietly as she ever was, in the middle of the greed and revenge, in the middle of misjudgment, lies and false righteousness, she escaped.
Of Lavender and Red Lipstick Rain
Guilty, your Honor….You didn’t know Es, did you?”
Why wouldn’t I swim in the rain?
…in disbelief, unguarded and undisguised in the nakedness of this new truth..
the brick dandelion 